When I was a kid the initials F.T.W. meant “Fuck The World”. I first saw them written on a bloody Nikki Sixx’s arm:

Once I found out what it meant I kind of took it on as my life’s motto. Fuck The World! It has a simple beauty to it. It served me well in my younger years, realizing early that you can’t change the world or the ways of those who walk it gives you a certain relief and freedom. But as you get older it get’s harder to just say fuck everybody. Now I know this may not be the way it works for everyone, after all there are no absolutes. For some, I’m guessing, it get’s easier to say “fuck the world” the older you get.

Yes, the older you get, the closer you feel to being done with it all. You’ve seen how people can be and experienced the cruel ways of the world… so as each year passes you become a little more cynical and less able to fake that smile as the people around you do their best to screw you. I can totally get that. But as I said it worked in reverse for me.

At a young age I realized the world was full of shit. They all pretended they had answers, and as a child you believe it. But teachers, preachers, and politicians are the great pretenders. Every adult, right up to and including your parents are winging it, not much different as we all do as children. Going with what is told to you, following what everyone else is doing. The idea that adults have any answers or real understanding to what all this is about, like Santa Claus is a nice lie told to children to sooth and reassure them… but it’s still a lie.

No need to get too deep in all this… but for me, I saw through the lie early and with that knowledge I ran with it.

“Fuck the world!” You can’t please everyone, and why would you try when we are all in the same boat, right? No one is better than the next, just a world of people playing pretend from birth to death.

Simply put (is anything ever “simply put” here?), instead of growing more cynical as I grew older I started to realize it was a little more complicated than the simple way I had been looking at it (see, simple, right?).

Having children is definitely part of it. When you have kids (for most at least) you have to give a fuck about something more than yourself. You have to start caring about the future and the way the world is, even if it seems so unworthy of your cares.

Children are only part of it though. For good or bad everyone you come in contact with is a part of your world. All those around you shape and mold you and are essentially, your life. And in return we are the lives of those around us. We all fit in like puzzle pieces, affecting and being affected.

So from my earliest childhood friends to those of you I have met here on the blog. From my parents to my siblings. From my wife to my children. The people I’ve worked with and those who worked against me. You are my life and make all this what it is… so you can’t just say fuck all that… you might as well be saying fuck your life, and though some may feel just that… I do not.

Heavy, I know. But we can’t get stuck in the depth, we could drown. So let’s just leave it at this:

As I got older, “Fuck The World” became less of a motto and more of just a mood I sometimes was in. If you have read here long enough, you’ve seen me in that mood a few times for sure.

The world, whether you say fuck it or not moves on and so shall this post.

When I first started blogging on WordPress, I had used the initials F.T.W. a few times and there seemed to be a confusion about what I meant (this also happened more recently with the initials S.S.D.D. Which I promise will be dealt with in the next post). So I did some Googling and sure enough the meaning of F.T.W. had changed as the world moved on:

At first this kind of upset me. My motto turned mood had become something else. I blame the internet. LMFAO! But really, as I have said over and over again, the internet changed a lot of things. I worked at a video rental store, was actually a manager for a place called The Video Studio in Covina, California (I am mainly mentioning it so I can put it in the tags. I loved working there and who knows, someone might Google it and find this post. That would be cool, right?). I also worked at a few record stores, Sam Goody, The Warehouse, and of course Tower Records. I really thought Tower Records would be the job I kept for ever. But just like F.T.W. the internet has changed things.

I know… poor zero. My love/hate relationship with the internet is a moot point though really. It too is part of my life (it’s up there in the title, RL and IL… the L stands for life). The internet is much a part of my life as everything else that has been a part of it over these last four decades (has it really been that long?) as it has been for most of us working are way through it. So I just had to accept, that while F.T.W. will always mean “Fuck The World” to me, for others it now meant “For The Win”!

If you think about it, it makes sense. And it actually seems to be a positive move, right? “For The Win” seems much more positive than “Fuck The World”, right?

If you say so. It does fit right into the world in which we find ourselves in now. Helping pave the way for Donald Trump to become President. It seems to become all about winning now. Which of course, it’s become that way because we had tried to pretend for a while that winning didn’t matter. It obviously does. Participation trophies are great, but we want the win.

Let’s not start drowning in the depth again. This post is not gonna debate winners and losers, but I will say it sucks to lose, we all know that, still… “the devil loves the winner just as much as he loves the sinner”. That’s from a lyric I once wrote. Perceive at your own risk.

Winners, losers, we all get a taste of both from time to time, it’s no mystery why people prefer to win. Shall we move on?

When I first learned of “For The Win” and I mourned the loss of “Fuck The World”, I saw a third phrase (of course there was a third one, everything comes in threes). It was something I had known of since those early days of understanding, something out there like a sickness… growing, infecting. I just now had a name for it, and all I had to do was put it together. Literally.

F.T.W.F.T.W

Fuck The World For The Win.

Go ahead, say it out loud. Think about what it implies. Some of you probably don’t even have to continue reading… but please do.

From the first time I read Book of Revelation at the age of 13, I understood it, or at least how people perceived it. I now had a name for it.

Fuck The World For The Win.

I guess the best way to explain it for those of you who don’t yet get where I’m going, is to take a look at the terrorism spreading the past 4 decades (my entire life!) from the ideas of Radical Islam. The word Jihad is just a short way of saying, “Fuck the world for the win”. But it isn’t just in the Islamic religion. It’s an idea that flows through many of our worlds religious teachings. The idea that one day the world will end and judgment and salvation will be dealt out respectfully. Everyone has their own version of an Apocalypse awaiting all of us.

See where I’m going yet?

We all have beliefs. We all have philosophies and religious convictions. Traditions passed down from a time we can only read about. Necessary, but dangerous. Necessary because we build our lives upon these beliefs and convictions. Dangerous because people want to be right. They want to win.

So think about it, where does it leave us. I know you can figure it out, you don’t need me to make it clear… just in case though…

There are so many out there who have been taught and believe their way is right and that some day it will all come to an end to punish and reward, again, dealt out respectfully to each persons own perspective. How do we expect any real self thinking individual to know which way to turn or react. Yes, so many out there who believe the end is coming and see no reason to try to prevent it. In fact, those who truly believe find ways to try to get to that end and prove they were right all along.

Now you see what I’m getting at, yes?

People will destroy it all to be right. Fuck The World For The Win!

I should point out that from the beginning of time people though the end was near. When the Book Of Revelation was written the early Christians believed the end of the world would come in their life time. In fact everyone generation thinks there’s will be the last. The end is always near. To me that proves just how wrong of an idea it is. If you keep expecting the end to come and it doesn’t, when do you finally give up on that idea?

Just in our recent history we can discuss the lunacy of Y2K or 12-21-2012. But people believed it. Shit, we wanted it. People believe the end has to come, so we race for it. After all, the end will prove who is right and who is wrong. and that’s what we really need… to be right, at any cost.

Like most things, it’s all backwards to me. The end of the world seems to be something we’d be happy to be wrong about. And yet so many say, “Fuck The World For The Win”.

And here we are, destroying everything for the sake of an argument that doesn’t really involve us.

Do ya feel me? Can you dig? Or am I the one who’s crazy?

Maybe I am. Because so much of this seems so easy to see and yet we close our eyes and march on towards a destiny we believe was already decided for us.

Damn, I was trying to keep this under 2,000 words, but don’t know if that’s gonna happen. Let’s try to bring this to a conclusion leading into another post (get ready, because from here on out they are gonna fall like dominoes).

I never got a Father’s Day post out this month, lately it’s just been hard to find a reason to come here and write. So that leaves this blog with no Father’s Day post in the 4 years I wrote here. That kind of sucks. After all I’m a father. There is plenty of material for me to write about on the subject. Did it seem like we just took a sharp turn and are heading a different direction? What does Father’s Day have to do with this post? How about a Spiderman reference about paying for the “sins of our fathers”. Or how many think of that father figure up their in the heavens watching and judging us. Or how most of us grow up with out our fathers. I could blog about my own dad. Talk about how untill the 3rd grade my dad was a huge part of my life. Then he was just not there anymore and that’s just how it was. After all I was just a child and the adults knew what they were doing, ha! I could also write about how I’d later go to live with my dad when I was 15 years old and how odd the whole thing was, and get into the different kind of relationship I had with my dad then. Because in between the time I had last seen my dad at age 8 and the time he was back in my life at 15 I had figured out that truth about adults: they didn’t have a clue.

There we go, getting back on topic. Forgive me though, because I’m gonna jump right back off.

As you can read in the post, I had started out wanting to write a post about how no matter how bad the world seemed, that it was up to us to paint our lives with the colors we wanted in them. How what seemed like an upcoming Summer of Fear could easily be turned into a Summer of Love if we wanted to. But the tragedy of Pulse Nightclub rocked us all and the post ended up being a confusional attempt at the realization that it wasn’t so easy to do any more.

A year later and the only difference is I’m not confused. From the moment I hit the “Publish” button on that post to the time I hit “Publish” on this post it has been made all to clear to me the fear has won out. The Summer of 2016 continued to show that path leading us here. One tragedy after the next backing us all into a corner. Need a personal example to demonstrate exactly what I mean? Of course you do:

Last week I woke up to this song on the news:

This song was new to me… I had just heard it for the first time a few days earlier… I’ll get to that in a moment. The reason it was being played on the news was because Rachel Platten had released an acoustic version of the track to benefit the victims of the nightclub shootings:

So here I was coming out of sleep to this song that was recently familiar to me. It’s a beautiful song and it is easy to see why it would be used as an anthem for standing up against the forces in the world waiting to strike out against us. An uplifting tribute to the human spirit and our choice to stand and face our obstacles. Yes, from bullies to terrorist, the song fits into the narrative we all find ourselves trapped in. A cry out that we will fight.

So it may not come to a surprise that the place I had first heard the song a few days earlier was at my 5th graders graduation ceremony. I had seen and heard a group of children sing it loud and proud as they looked to the uncertainty of middle school.

A couple of quick side notes on all this:

First, my granddaughter (who is still a few years off from her own 5th grade graduation) was with us that day and was reading over the program with me. She saw the name Rachel Platten written in it next to the song title and her eyes lit up. She of course knew the song and liked it quite a bit. She easily sang along once the 5th graders began singing it. As I have said, I had not heard of the song before… I am getting old.

Second, right now, as I copied the song to post it above, it began to play on my laptop. My soon to be 6th grader came running in and sang a duet with Rachel Platten… it was very adorable.

As I said, it’s understandable why this song would be chosen for the 5th grade graduation ceremony, but the song chosen to accompany it is where all this starts messing with my head a little:

I know, right?

Yes, it was very cute. Watching those up and coming adults belt out, “I’m proud to be an American”, was very inspirational…. but in context, well my context at least, it all seemed to be pushing and pulling. Not to mention there was a representative there from both the Republicans and Democrats pointing out how important it was to vote. A message for the parents I’m guessing, since these graduates wouldn’t be voting for quite a few years yet. The whole thing seemed to be getting us all ready for the fight, though that may be a little bit much. But it definitely was sending the message that we will stand strong and proud against all that tries to defeat us. Which again, fits into the narrative we all find ourselves trapped in.

If it seems like I’m getting side tracked, that’s partially because this is 3 posts wrapped up into one. The Father’s Day post I didn’t get to, bled in a little. A post that developed in my head the morning I woke up to “Fight Song” on the news, which I did actually start writing but didn’t get very far. And a 3rd post which is long over due, the one titled “Fuck The World For The Win”. It’s been in my head for a while now and I had to get it out to move on. The funny thing is, it was meant to be like this… the reason I couldn’t write the “Fight Song” post a few days ago was because it belonged here. These two ideas were locked together in a deadly embrace.

You see, as I said in the Summer post a year ago, the choice between a Summer of love or a Summer of fear may just as well have been made for us. I defiantly believe so as a new summer is here. And it’s not our fault. We have to stand up to these fears in order to get past them. We have to fight for what is right. Corny but true.

Here’s the rub though… and it’s a dangerous one. When we all feel backed into a corner and everyone feels the time has come to say enough is enough. Those out there waiting for the end get a twinkle in their eyes. This is a sign that they are right. And they see the way to victory. They see a way to fuck the world for the win.

Hell, I ain’t saying nothing most of you don’t feel deep inside. You get how it all works. And like I said, the world keeps going on no mater how many try to bring on the end. Still if we keep trying and that lovable, dreadful internet keeps fueling the FTWFTW, who knows.

LOL, now I’m right there with every other generation who thinks that Armageddon is for their generation. And maybe it will be.

To be honest, it don’t matter. Because that’s not the point of this post.

As I have said many times before, the longer I stay away from writing here the easier it is to not write here. And as we all know, I plan on ending the blog at the end of the year. Which is why sometimes with all that’s going on in the world, I wonder why bother even finishing.

But I can’t do that. That wouldn’t be fair to any of us. We’ve come a long way and we can’t stop now. We’ve got a graduation to get to.

So buckle up once again as we head down one last bumpy road together. The whole fucking world can come crashing down along the side of us, this blog is marching right on down to the end. Whether you say Fuck The World or For The Win… even you sick fucks that say Fuck The World For The Win (I know there’s a few of you out there reading) it don’t matter…

“Fa shizzel, my wizzel, this is the plot, listen up
You bizzels forgot, Slizzel does not give a fuck”

This blog is very organic… I blog about what ever is on my mind (that is not always easy to decipher since so much is on my mind lately), what ever is going on in my life, my blogs, and the world in which we all live. It can jump around or get very fixated. It can even go silent when I come to an empty page and decide once again not to write anything. That doesn’t mean I don’t come to it, don’t deal with emails and private messages about it, or not chase the internet on subjects I should be writing about. It’s just when I come to the actual part of putting it all into words lately, I’m already exhausted and just can’t bring myself to separate my thoughts on one idea long enough to type them down.

This has happened before… so much going on around me that I just need a break from the blog… maybe even the internet… the thing is this time I had a break, my haunt season break, I should be ready to go and I am… but there is just so much going on and I have so many different ideas about what I need to blog about (a big part of me feels this blog is slowly becoming another “Red & Black” Prophet Blog, and I have mixed feelings about that. I stopped that blog with good reasons, and going back to it may not even be possible after the places we have gone since then) and posts are getting left in the “Post Graveyard” or worse yet, left in my head to be forgotten or resurfaced depending on this organic blog.

This blog centers around 3 things most of the time… my personal life and it’s experiences, the internet and how it affects that personal life (both of these deal with the world around us, such as the Arts, Politics, and Religion and how they affect the personal and internet life and how the personal and internet life affect them), and third the crazies I have encountered while blogging about the first 2. I try to stay balanced, but sometimes we get stuck. Which is ok, but I don’t like getting stuck on nothing, and that is where I am.

It’s not hard to understand why I’m stuck. I just spent a lot of time away from the blog. And as most of you know I spent most of my free time over the last few months with one of the top haunts in the world: FRIGHT DOME! (shameless plug, but it’s true) I had totally planned on blogging about this season a little more and not staying away for so long. And this season was full of ups and downs that would have been great to blog about and many posts were in my head ready to write down. But whenever I decide to start a personal blog I have to think about that third thing I mentioned above. The crazies I have blogged about like to use all that personal stuff to whatever craziness they can come up with in their crazy heads. Most of you will remember the private messages between Kate and Dorothy that I posted about a year ago (remember the super bowl party?), but there was much more to that conversation. At one point Dorothy writes about how she looks at all the Facebook’s of people connected to zero (me), mostly haunt people or people into haunts. She calls them devil worshipers and even says something about someone’s wife… something about their looks, as in they were not pretty. Shallow stuff we come to know from the Dorothy team, but we also know these nuts are dangerous with the things they say, so after seeing first hand how Dorothy looks into people around me, and not knowing how many crazy people she talks to, nor how many of these crazies and the other crazies we know are discussing my personal information and people who may or may not know me, I have to pause and think real hard if I even want to make a post discussing friends, family, and personal experiences.

So yes, I wanted to blog about the things that happened this season. I broke my foot, the cast of Big Brother came through, the 13th season had so much triumph and turbulence, I was excited about telling some of the stories. But each time I’d think about Dorothy and that ever-growing nut gallery and wonder if I should put so much personal stuff out there, I mean there’s already enough and there’s always some new nut and I’m bound to write something they won’t like and, well as much as I want to write about my haunt season, I just keep deciding to put each post off till it’s already the middle of November and I really should just move on.

Some may say, hey that’s not fair, you don’t mind posting about these crazy people, but won’t put your own personal stories up. Good argument if it were true. But it’s not. I post all sorts of personal posts. I’m not afraid for people to know my stuff, it’s just the people around me who have no idea what is going on in this blog or who these crazies even are that I second guess my posts for. And plus like I’ve said before, the stuff I post about is usually already out there or what people have been putting out there for years. But some people will never see it that way and therefore I post less and less personal stuff. So I guess no haunt stories. Maybe another time.

Though I have to say this about the haunts I have worked for, and this goes out to Dorothy, Cristin, and anyone else who has a misconception of people who work at haunts. Yes, most are into Halloween and/or horror movies, that’s a given. But you might want to think twice before you judge them. Half of them are newly highschool graduates starting college or heading out into the world for the first time, and the haunt is their first job experience. There are also quite a bit of school teachers and veterans. People living with disabilities and those who have survived cancer, yea I have worked with a lot of cancer survivors over the years, whose stories of survival would humble most reading here (crazies with the victim psychosis not included). I’ve been doing Fright Dome since 2007 and I have had the pleasure to work with some truly amazing people, so while I am protective of not mentioning it at all so the likes of Dot and Nan Nan don’t do their evil on good people, I have to point out that they are good people, whose shoes you have not walked in. (SHOES! Dropping, walking, the shoes are there, red ones and all!)

Another catch 22… or contradicting riddle. Don’t want to talk about my personal life as to not give the crazies things to distort and yet the need to correct any distortions. Such is life, both the real one and the internet one.

Before we leave the subject of the haunt, I need to post a couple of pictures of my new characters this season:

Patient Zero

Zero Da Klown

Some more of that #WorldsCollide with zero’s world making its way further into the haunt world… but here is where we must leave it for now… the haunt is over.

Fine, easy enough, skip all of that. There was plenty of things going on in the world around us that I had no problem coming up with what to blog about. And after the tragic events in Paris on Friday the 13th my television has been on the news night and day and there has been so many things to blog about such as terrorism in general and how it is affecting us. When does crazy become evil? Will our government lost in politics and the upcoming presidential election lead us into the eye of that craziness and a “Holy War”? Are we now making decisions out of fear? Are refugees and others coming into our country dangerous? Should there be a coalition with Russia? Do we need troops on the ground? Should POTUS just say the words “Islamic Extremist”? When did The President Of The United States become POTUS?”

Discussion is good and we do need it. But real change in all these maters are no where in sight. Politics, Religion and the quest for land and power is a greedy trip that is way too imbedded into what we are. All we can really do is say thoughts and prayers are with the families of the victims and hope someday it wont be like this. And I have that hope. But I don’t see that journey all sunny days and lemon aide.

So blogging about it does bring me down a little I guess, and I tend to back out of such posts. After all I don’t have the answers needed to such topics.

Still as I said, discussion is needed and I’m sure there will be much more discussed here, on this blog, on all of this. After all we are going into a presidential election year.

Before we move on there is one part of the sad world of current events that I don’t want to skip over and loose it forever.

That is the subject of Anonymous getting involved with ISIL, or if your politics prefer ISIS:

I was really wanting to quickly post about it. I have a tendency to let Anonymous related posts get unfinished. This is mainly because I just don’t know what they do half the time. I’ve said before, I want to believe in them, that what they do helps, but I can’t help but wonder, do they make things better or worse?

And before I could post about them getting involved, that question was again raised in things that followed.

First Anonymous seemed to live up to their word helping by exposing and having deleted, ISIL/ISIS Twitter accounts:

It seems Anonymous has discovered where ISIL/ISIS will attack next and reported it to the worlds leaders and governments, but don’t feel, they (leaders and governments) are doing anything about it so, they (Anonymous) had to make these targets known to the world via the internet.

That day is today, Sunday, November 22, 2015, and they put up quite a bit of targets.

Before we can even discus if this is the right thing to do or if it helps spread more fear. Before we can ask what our leaders and governments should be doing to check on these and other recently posted fear propaganda declaring more attacks are coming. You get this:

You might have seen this in the above posts… yep, Anonymous denies the earlier Anonymous tweets. That’s the problem when any one in a Guy Fawkes mask can be Anonymous, and I believe I have said this before.

So do they hurt or help? Whoa, how did I get here? Not where I was heading and I probably shouldn’t be poking at the vast Anonymous army of delinquents right now. But before I can even finish any thoughts on Anonymous’ affect in the fight against ISIL/ISIS something new comes into the picture:

Wait, who is Ghost Security Group?

Well, I went searching/chasing the internet last night and today and it seems there is a new group in town:

Wow, Anonymous Vs. Ghost Security Group… sounds like a long forgotten post of mine called Anonymous Vs. The Illuminati. This was after the Malaysian Airlines MH370 crash/disappearance and I had come across this on YouTube:

I never finished the post, because as usual, I didn’t see anything come of what Anonymous was proposing. Still asking, do they help or hurt?

But my questions about groups like The Illuminati, Anonymous, CICADA 3310, and now a new one for me, Ghost Security Group are matched with my hopes one of them is the super hero they claim to be… man, we could use a super hero right now. Plenty of people ready to step up and try to be the villains, we know that.

I will be keeping my eye on this Ghost Security Group, a smaller Anonymous, with more purpose than CICADA, and not fake like The Illuminati… yes, I’m intrigued once again.

That’s both this years hashtags in one post. Good, gotta get them in there as much as possible, the year is almost over and other hashtags await.

And that’s where we will leave the Politics and Religion darkening the world as we speak. Too much conflicting ideas there, all waiting to contradict. Some of you know there are C words I have a problem with… and some I don’t…

Which brings us back to that third thing… the crazies… (were you thinking of another c word?) Yes, if I am to escape the craziness of the world for the moment, what better place than the crazies that keep me from more personal posts? They are still out there, and a few new ones have crept into the comments and emails lately. I’ve stayed away long enough, no?

I have been asked before why I don’t do more posts about missing and abused children. The simple answer is I don’t want the message to be lost in the craziness of what this blog has become. I’d love to write about my own parental experiences as well, but the Dorothys and Nancys out there would only use it to slander my family and mount attacks against good people who might comment on such posts. But the story of little Bella Bond has shaken me at my core as a parent and a human being.

Anyone reading that article knows who the real demons were/are. It sickens me to know that this little girl spent her short life with such cruel, selfish people. Not experiencing a loving, caring family who should make you feel safe and happy. Her life was a nightmare and the so-called adults around her were monsters!

I’m lucky to have had good parents. My childhood was not always easy, but I always felt loved and protected by the adults around me. And it didn’t stop with my parents, it was grandparents and uncles and aunts, I was lucky enough to have a family who let me know I was loved from early on. And my children were lucky enough to have a good father due to how my parents and relatives raised me. And just as it was for me, my kids had more than a good father, their mother, their grandparents, uncles and aunts as well as cousins… they all had a part in the lives of my children. I’m not a perfect parent, nor were mine, but together as a family we did our best to raise happy, responsible human beings. It’s a healthy cycle that leads not only to happy childhoods and well-adjusted adults, but a better world in which we all live in.

I don’t need to say that kids that are abused and bullied have a higher chance of growing up to abuse and bully others. I don’t have to say that many serial killers were badly abused as a young child. I don’t have to say our children learn how to treat others from how they see us treat others. Everyone knows these things…

But maybe I do need to say, although we know these things, we are still failing the children of the world… severely.

Many children still live in poverty and do not get the proper nutrition needed to grow into happy, healthy adults. Think about that. We live in a world where so much of its resources are waisted and misused. Just walk into a buffet and look at how much food is thrown away. I once worked for a super market, so much food spoils from being left out or just not sold in time, and it is thrown away. It’s not that there is not enough food to feed everyone, it’s just that we don’t really care to feed everyone. Only ourselves and then toss away what we can’t finish. Yes, think about that.

Children are still being sold into slavery and many believe children are property and belong to them. Religion helps cement that idea with some. Again, how will these children treated as slaves and worse ever grow to be happy, healthy adults?

It seems it is even harder for a young person to escape abuse today, when the internet is full of predators and cyber-bullying. More than ever children need good parents, good friends and families to help them to have a happy childhood and make it through all that is stacked up against them.

So to hear another story of how a child was abused, killed, and then discarded like trash by the very people the child looked to for love and protection from the evils of the world, makes me want to crawl into a corner and never come out, because it’s too difficult to look another human being in the eye knowing what they are capable of, knowing the world in which we all live.

That kind of thinking won’t help either. No matter how ugly the world can be, no matter how evil human beings can be, hope can never be lost… instead faith in understanding and change in how we are to each other must always prevail.

Though it is definitely not easy.

I used to think the worst thing you can do is take a child away from their parents. The story of little Bella shows this is just not true. And yet, reports to CPA are often fraudulent and it can be difficult to know what is best to do in some of those situations. Many people call CPA on others over disputes and grudges with no actual worry of the child’s welfare. Add to that poverty and drug addiction and it is not always understood what is best for the child or children in any one situation. Plus just because a child is taken out of a bad situation, it does not mean they won’t be put into a worse one.

So what do we do? Well for starters we need the right people doing the right jobs. Which includes, CPA, foster parents, teachers, etc. “It takes a tribe to raise a child” and today this is truer than ever.

But most of all we need those who are close to a child in trouble to step up and get that child the help they deserve so that they can have the hope they need.

We all deserve a good childhood to grow into happy, healthy adults. Again this isn’t just good for the child’s well-being but the future adults well-being. Therefore this should be the first issue on any discussion of a better America, a better world. Many of our other problems will solve themselves, if the lives of the youth were our number one priority.

Fat Mike, the lead singer of the band NOFX, has written a musical of sorts, that hopefully will make it to Broadway some day. It is called “Home Street Home” and is a look into the lives of young children who leave their homes to live on the streets. Some of the songs in it are lighthearted and need to be because of the serious subject matter. Other songs are almost too hard to listen too. But the album as a whole is important and tells the sad tale of how hard it is to be a young person in this world of adults who have forgotten what it is like to be a young person in this world.

I am posting 2 of these difficult songs below. As difficult as they are, they need to be heard:

If the story of Bella doesn’t make you want to scream out at the world…

If listening to these 2 songs doesn’t make you want to cry out at the injustice of being young without a voice…

If you aren’t really pissed at so-called humanity…

Well, than in my opinion, you are part of our biggest problem… and I only hope you are not a parent.

As for me, tears are pouring down the side of my face and I need a tissue, and I just can’t continue to write any more at this time.

Let’s get this 3rd month of ZW’s second year going. As usual I have so much to blog about that I don’t know how to pick something and “obsess” on it long enough to write a post. But here’s a couple of things on my mind this morning to get back into the swing of things again:

How the hell did I miss that?!? Well I posted there today, I know, a little late, I’m either way ahead of the game or fashionably late, but they average out to keeping me on time.

With Bill back in jail and the last of the Lemmings scrambling, this page would be great! It’s like a new Bill W. Facebook where everyone can comment. LOL. But I don’t think it will last. Too bad. We still have the JIALK Blog though:

LMFAO! Best pic yet Ollie Reader! I along with many others who have come across this are very happy for all “The Joeys” and others who are getting to have the “last word” on the subject. Very inspirational!

Ferguson is back in the news and I still haven’t finished my post on the subject. I’ve written and deleted and rewritten it many times and have almost given up on finishing it. Look, racism exists… it’s EVERYWHERE! And the relationship between law enforcement and the public has been on a steady decline for a while. These are not easy things to discus, but we need to discus them. Trouble is, no one wants to see the other side of things. It’s this way or it’s that way.

A cops job is dangerous and they go through things on a daily basis that are not fair to make a human being go through. The poor (which tends to include most of our country’s minorities, another thing we should be discussing) have a harder time getting fair treatment by the judicial system all around. There, see how easy it is to see both sides… wouldn’t be nicer if LE could have a safer job? Wouldn’t it be great if the system worked for us all equally? These are the reasons why we need to discus this stuff, why all sides need to be understood, other wise everyone just keeps stating their side and nothing is done about any of it.

Since the shooting of Michael Brown, it has gone back n forth… we’ve had reports that Michael was shot with his hands up, then no, that’s a lie, he was charging the Officer who shot him, we then learn that the witnesses from both sides seem to be tainted in some ways. We’ve seen the investigations leading to coruption and those who said there was nothing here to even look at. Cop shot a bad guy end of story. Back n forth, seeming to go nowhere. And the discussion goes on.

Maybe we will get past the back n forth at some point. I hope so… it’s beyond time to get past the discussions and move forward with understandings. And let’s not stop with racial discrimination, minorities are definitely discriminated against, but the real discrimination has and always will be on the majority… the poor.

I mean let’s face it… being poor is a crime. And trying to help them is a worse crime. This coming from a society who feels Christians are under attack. What Christians? Christianity is based on taking care of your sick and your poor… but our President is breaking the law for giving the sick and poor health care. After all, none of these Christians want to pay for the sick and the poor’s health care. Kennedy, from Fox News said so today.

Some of you may remember Kennedy from her MTV days:

Though now she is one of Fox News Pretty Talking Heads. The whole thing boggles my mind… but well, I went to Twitter to respond to Kennedy:

First off, it was nice of Kennedy to reply. But really, “Do it by choice, not by force”. That is such a “talking head” thing to say. If you don’t mind doing it, it’s not by force. If it’s in your precious Bible of what you are supposed to do, who cares how it gets done? Only because you don’t want to do it, does it become forced… and well, that was my point. She came back with this:

LMFAO… really? REALLY? Isn’t Jesus encouragement enough? No? What does “this current system” mean? That sounds like an Obama crack. Yes since the black man took office, we are no longer encouraged to help the sick and poor. Wait? Um… he’s practically “forcing” you to care, didn’t you just say that? I’m confused.

Look we can blame others for why we don’t do what we know is right. No one wants to admit they are greedy and could care less about the weak and the poor or the sick and the needy, they only want to take care of themselves. But the truth is very obvious, to me at least. What that matters, I don’t know. Well, I still said my piece:

I’m expecting Twitter to ground me at any time, lol. I’m just not good at it.

Back n forth… back n forth… and nothing get’s done…

Business as usual… no one really wants to fix things…

But I’m really getting tired of all the hypocrisy… I can’t be the only one.

Alright, I’ll stop here, but only for the moment. This is gonna be a busy post month, hope I still have some readers out there.

I bring up these 3 groups, because with all that’s going on in the world, it would be nice if we had some heroes… even some anti-ones.

But we are so involved in the back-n-forth. Victories are just the lead in to the next fight. Everyone’s pointing the finger at their oppressor and shouting demon! Actually we moved on from that… we now are pointing fingers at our accusers and shouting demon!

Just because I make a few cute fatherly posts and wrote about my son, don’t think it’s gonna be all cat pics and kid posts in here. Yes, the #Fuckyoutour has come to an end and yes, we will be growing up a little here, after all this blog is no longer a freshman scrub! But it’s bound to get all sophomoric up in here from time to time. My 6th day of Christmas post on ZW’s FB should demonstrate that.

Also, I know a few of you out there have daddy issues… don’t go searching here for that father figure… I ain’t him.

LMAO!

There is still one day left of the tour though, so let’s listen to the song that inspired me to tell so many “Fuck You” this year. And as we do, remember back to them all, the racist homophobes in Missouri, White Power! I mean Pride… I mean… go fuck yourself! The anti gay sites on Facebook. Do you want to know what’s a sin? Your judgemental rants and beliefs that your God is best… go fuck yourself! The twits on Twitter who think it’s OK to Tweet their racist and homophobic garbage, but don’t want you to tell them Fuck You for it… go fuck yourself!

Yes, think back to all those fucktards that just don’t get it… EVERYONE has the right to happiness… ANYONE can be what ever they want to be… NO ONE has the right to oppress or pass judgement. Get over it and move on… or GO FUCK YOUSELF!

P.S. There will still be a 2014 Fuck Yous posted later, after all that’s an annual event here in Zero’s World! Or at least it will be…

Three weeks ago I was listening to D12 World and this song came on. I started to think about everything that was going on in our world and decided to write a post about a few things.

Ferguson would have been the main subject I’m sure… but it also would have dealt with ISIS and what’s going on in Syria… as well as what’s going on (and has been for years) in Israel and Palatine. And would have ended on the Russia and Ukraine conflict.

I had the outline in my head but never got started on the post… it seemed like too much to deal with at the time. Not much has changed in 3 weeks and it still seems like too much to deal with at this time.

Plus… my opinions on the middle east are not different from most people , I’m sure. And those whose opinions differ are only because they have a side in it for some reason.

ISIS and terrorist groups or wanna be states are a danger to EVERYONE in the world. Islam is not the enemy, anymore than Christianity or any other religion that thinks their God is the TRUE God. But ALL of the worlds religions will have to deal with that LIE long before anything in Middle East will get better…

The Middle East has been the battle ground for all three major religions for a long time… I mean of course… Judaism, Christianity, and Islamic faiths. The wars have been never ending countless generations. Which sucks for those who live in the Middle East. All three religions think their book is word of our creator. Since all three religions are based on each other and their stories are borrowed from much older civilizations it’s easy for people to get lost in the true teachings at the heart of each religion, which are all the same… instead confusion and chaos and Religious Wars in the Middle East for hundreds of years.

Add to that how many within their own religions interpret their stories differently… more craziness. And this craziness is world-wide!

Of course Politics has it’s part in it all as well. In fact Politics and Religion are a much closer entity then most want to admit, right?

But what point is it to have one more blogger weigh in on something so imbedded in our lives that the obvious answers are impossible for us to deal with.

Do you need me to say Israel and Palestine are stuck in a deadly back-n-forth where neither side is right and outside influences are using the lives of innocent people for their politics and religion? Hundreds of years stacked up on any type of reasoning that any one blogger could attempt.

Though I do want to say before I leave the subject that Russia needs to get it together. You can be a big influence in where this world goes. Why take steps backwards after so much progress? Like my questions mater… I know… it’s why I never did the post.

But then the other day a reader wrote me that they had been reading my blog lately to see if I would post about what’s been going on in Ferguson. I told them I had planned on it, but as I just explained above it didn’t happen.

Still… it was nice to know that some want to read my opinions on something more than Dorothy and other psychotic hypo-crites. (that’s totally a joke, I know lots of the readers would love for me to blog about anything other than the erratic babblings of crazy internet trolls disguised as victims, and I know that some of you appreciate my opinions as I have come to appreciate a lot of yours, but, although it’s just a joke, I still get highest readings when I write about one of the LISK gang, so funny, but true)

And I do feel the need to write about Ferguson and all that goes with it. So a post has been started and should be up soon (don’t quote me on that, as soon as it is finished is more accurate, cause it may take a few days).

There’s a lot going on out there… but it’s not as complicated as we tend to make it… yet it is very complicated because of the way we’ve made it.

As I must have mentioned a thousand times, before I started the “Red & Black” Blog and got mixed up in all the madness that now is, I did other things online. A Vlog on YouTube, as well as other YouTube channels with music and fun stuff. I even made a few fan type videos where I took some of my favorite songs from my favorite bands and made a music video for it. I was gonna call it Zero T.V. (see I’m such a narcissist, how could any of you thought this blog was about you?) The first one I did got a few hundred views and some good comments. And since the latest comments on this blog seem to touch on the subject of this video I thought it needed to be seen here, on the blog.

As you might have noticed from the Valentine’s Vlog, Zero’s World now has its own YouTube (It’s now on the right, in “My Stuff”) and you can go there to find this video without reading this post. But since you already are reading, here is the link:

For all of you who worship the Bible and think they are going to be saved while their enemies will be condemned to hell, enjoy my video.

Here’s the lyrics if ya need ’em:

I have no consideration Zero mutual respect For billions who suffer from rational thought neglect I don’t wanna waste a sentence I don’t want a conversation That’s gonna end in disdain disbelief and aggravation

And I find it’s getting harder to hang out With grown adults who actually believe In Santa Clause and Noah’s Ark, and Their god is the best My distaste has turned into detest

Who would read a 2000-year-old medical journal? Techniques for blood-letting Advice on trichinosis Would you navigate the globe With a map of a flat Earth? Without DNA testing would you believe virgin birth?

And I find it’s getting painful to put up With grown adults who actually believe In unicorns and creation and god always takes their side That’s when my innocent jabbing turns snide

Thank god for the Grammy Thank god for the touchdown Thank god for blowing up the enemy’s sacred ground So how am I supposed to take anything you say seriously When you swap free will for faith, hope and pre-destiny?

And it’s getting agonizing to hang out With grown adults who actually believe Mythology and history trump physics and science My aversion has turned to abhorrence